Scott's Wedding
JULY 1ST 2006What can a summer be without a wedding....and what can a wedding me without me standing up and making a fool of myself while giving a speech. But as my readers may remember, I was asked and honoured last fall by Scott to be his best man and there was no way I was going to let him down. With July 1st marked on my calander for at least 6 months, I was ready to fly from Moscow and participate in his beautiful day....but of course I had to make it to the wedding first.
North Carolina, I love the place. I always manage to go at least once every year (esp during the summer) and make my way to the beaches. This time around instead of going to my favorite Wilmington NC (home of Cape fear and D. Creek), I finanly made it out to the outer banks. Outerbanks is where Kitty Hawk (home to where the wright brothers made their first flight) is...but more importantly, its an arcepelago of islands right in the Atlantic ocean. On these islands or miles and miles of coast line and beach houses. There are tons of 'fun in the sun' type resturants and activities. I've always wanted to rent a house on the water here for part of the summer with my friends.....It just seems like the perfect place to swim, read, relax and detox from urban life.
Of Course, being in North Carolina means that you are in the South. The home of megachurches and the place where Jesus is your co-pilot. Every 500 meters you'd see one church and then another, each showing the world just how devout they were. What was funny usually is that in-between these churches you'd see either pick-up bars and sometimes stript clubs...to just even out the cosmic ying/yang of it all. Another thing the south is known for is the food....friend chicken, hush puppies, grits and gravey, food that tastes like sin....no wonder there are so many churches.
After the long road trip down and through the beaches, I made it JUST in time for the rehearsal. Luckly Mitch and Sarah (who got married the same weekend John got married in May) were there and were anxious to greet us. Scott looked like the happiest man on the planet and I was so glad to make it in time to represent him on this day. His whole family has never met me and most the people in the wedding party only heard of this "Guy from Russia" was on his way in.
The Wedding itself was small and amazing. It took place outside,on the steps of this old hotel in Durham. Everythign was colour schemed in red and white. I even got to wear the wedding ring BEFORE Robyn got to wear it during the ceremony! Alchohol was pouring, music was playing and the small family affair was in full swing. Then came my speech....I decided to just wing it. When I stress about these speeches, they come across as unnatural and strange, but in reality...I'm being asked to talk about my good friends...and what should be easy...cause lord knows I have tons of dirt on all of them.
The speech was a hit...even the priest was laughing, esp at all the hints that me and Scott were Gay lovers.....well....maybe he was laughing a bit too hard on that jokes. But it was a great way to end the night and to end my holidays in the US. Another one bites the dust, another friend walks down that glorious path of couplehood, and another family is born.

